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Wiz Khalifa
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Hopes & Dreams
Oh, long money, hopes and dreams Always be around them niggas with paper But got your own money This yo world, buy this drink for you, girl
You said, 'Tell the DJ play this song for me' Here's my number 'case you ever need company Better weed, tons of drink' Love the way I dress, let her rub my ink Hell, yeah, I'm fly, that's why they all with me
Got money fall and she make dough I'm givin' her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no I'm spendin' it all 'cause that's what we came for Yeah, that's what we came for
Throwin' my money when I see you Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low Foot on the gas when I see you Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
Throw it in the air, watch that paper fall Don't know how much I came here with End of the night, shit, she gon' take it all See them diamonds in my chain You ain't gotta know my name
Rushing to the bar I need another round of drinks then it's to my car Puff a pound of dank, now we in the stars And I'mma make it rain, drown the sink
Got money fall and she make dough I'm givin' her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no I'm spendin' it all 'cause that's what we came for Yeah, that's what we came for
Throwin' my money when I see you Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Foot on the gas when I see you Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
And all them other hoes competin' They ain't even comin' close, close, close, close Foot on the gas when I see you Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips You a big girl, you buy your own shit Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip No leasing yours, you like to own shit
So rich, the one them niggas hate The bitches wanna go with I'm 'bout O's like it's Wheel of Fortune Feelin' flawless, living' lawless, get?
Throwin' my money when I see you Every time she gettin' low, low, low, low Foot on the gas when I see you Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
And all them other hoes competin' They ain't even comin' close, close, close, close Foot on the gas when I see you Yeah, 'cause she ready to go, go, go, go
I'm throwin' money up and watchin' her go round and round Watchin' her go round and round I'm throwin' money up and watchin' it come down, come down And it come down, come down
Oh, we can go to my house or we can go to your crib We can jump in your car, you can see how I live But I'm still throwin' money up So much I'm losin' count, can't count So much I'm losin' count, can't count Yeah, I'm countin' about
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